Mommy’s Hiding Her Quintuplets From Her Charismatic CEO Baby Daddy

When the emperor thought about the fact that Guthred is most likely to be the next emperor after his death, although he considered his request to be silly but he still granted it.

Brigitta was soon taken to Prince Guthred’s chamber, she was bathed and cleaned up by the maids, her hair was washed and braided well while her finger nails were trimmed. Then she was made to wear a beautiful dress after which she was brought before Guthred in his living room.

After the maids that brought her had left, Brigitta asked, “why did you save me?”

“You may sit,” Guthred gestured and she sat gently.

“I guess you have lots of questions to ask, you are living in darkness since you didn’t understand many things around you.” He said. “I saved you because I like you.”

“What does a prince like you want with a slave like me? And who is Ragnar Marshall? I heard you make mention of his name before the emperor.”

“Well, Ragnar Marshall is a terrorist you once fought with. He killed all your children, betrayed you and gave you up for us while he escaped.” Guthred lied.

“A terrorist? To this country?”

“Yes, you use to work with him too.” Guthred added.

She sighed, “I can’t remember anything. So I do have children?”

“Yes, you do. But they are all dead now, credit of Ragnar Marshall, he killed them with his own hands.”

“What’s my name?”

“Lin is your name.” He lied again, “Don’t worry, now that you are no longer in the dungeon, I believe you will remember all your past, it will come to you slowly.” Guthred said. Actually, the doctor that injected Brigitta with the memory loss injection had said that it’s not in this lifetime that Brigitta will ever recover her memory. The doctor said the injection will make her loose all her memory for life.

Brigitta nodded, “will I be staying here?”

“Yes, let me take you to the room you will be staying,” Guthred took her to the room that was just beside his. Brigitta walked in and was stunned at how beautiful the room was. For someone that had lived in the dungeon for good five years, how could she not appreciate a place like this.

“Thank you so much for this. I really owe you.” She said to him.

“It’s okay,” he said. “If you need anything, just ask from any of the maid, okay?”

“Okay, Prince.”

Guthred looked at her beautiful face and walked away. For the past five years, he had tried to make his father bring her out of the dungeon but his father wasn’t willing to listen to any conversation outside of politics so he could only endure.

He finds himself thinking about her most times, he likes her, he really do but then, he believed that he had hurt her greatly. He was the one who captured her and bring her here, he wanted to make up for it but he didn’t know how to yet.

From the first day Chester described how she looked to the artist, he had liked her. He had gone over to Jora City then to get to know her but instead, she acted rude to him by slapping him, an act he can never let slide by anyone living. But even at that, he never stopped liking her.

Now that she’s in his custody, he would just have to try to make up for the pain he had caused her and of course, use her to get Ragnar Marshall, the country’s greatest enemy.

Eight days later, Guthred invited Brigitta over to the front yard of the house and they both sat together under a shed, “Lin, how has been the past few days?”

“Honestly, it had been great. I get to take a walk as I want, eat whatever I like and have fun as I wish, thank you so much,” she said.

“Will you like for us to get married? I think we will make a great couple?” He asked. He knew he wasn’t supposed to ask her out yet but he had found out that Orm and Ulfur also seems to like her, he was worried they may get to her and win her over. He wants her for himself.

“How can I marry a prince like you?” She asked and added, “plus, may I ask about my parents, do you know their whereabout?”

“Not at all. Like I said, you used to be a terrorist and it’s every terrorists first attribute to keep their family hidden from the public,” he said.

“Oh, I see…” She said. “I’m no longer a terrorist.”

“Of course you are not. Which is why I’m making a proposition to get married to you.” He said, looking at her gorgeous side profile.

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“I’ll respect your decision.” He said.

“Okay, let me think about it, I’ll give you feedback.” She said.

Brigitta and Guthred took a walk after their length conversation, he made her feel better and lead her inside.

But the following day, the emperor asked for Brigitta to be brought, “woman, will you be loyal to me for sparing your life?”

“Yes, my Lord.” She lowered her head respectfully.

“You are to help find Ragnar Marshall, if you can’t kill him, then send us a message about his whereabout, we will handle the rest.”

“My Lord, this is my new family, you can trust that I won’t dissapoint you,” she said.

“Good. Guthred will give you full details of your mission. You only have one year to find and kill him, then bring us his head.” The emperor stated.

“Got it, sir.” Afterwards, Brigitta was lead out.

When she got to Guthred’s chamber, she saw him and two of his brothers having a discussion in the living room.

“Your graces,” she lowered her head and greeted all of them respectfully.

Orm and Ulfred greeted her back and walked out, leaving only Guthred and her at the spot. Guthred gestured for her to sit before him and after she did, he said, “your mission starts in three days time.” He handed over a new phone to her and said, “the only contact saved there is mine, you can always call me anytime you need to.”

“We would drop you at Jora City and get a house for you to live in. From there, you can being your mission to find him,” Guthred said.

“Why Jora City?”

“The last time we sensed Ragnar Marshall’s presence was in Jora City. We believe you can find traces of him if you are smart,” Guthred said.

“Okay. If I kill Ragnar Marshall and bring his head here, do I stand to gain anything?” She quickly added, “although I know I’m paying for being alive.”

“Do you know what it means to get married to a prince? Not just a prince, a possible heir to the throne. After my father die, I may become the next emperor and you will be my queen, is that not a reward enough? You will give birth to princes and princesses and your name will remain forever.” He said.

Brigitta nodded and said, “I’ll try my best.”